Chapter 563: A desperate sword

Style: Fantasy Author: LiexiWords: 3688Update Time: 24/02/03 04:42:42
Li Xiuyuan was shocked when he heard this, and thought to himself, what would he do if he were one of the two people in front of him?

Is it letting go? Or fight to the death?

At this time, he suddenly thought of Furong Town, which he had left, Hua Yiyi who died in Meng Wuhen's hands, and Huajiao, who had left with the Bodhisattva.

Was the decision I made at that time right? Still wrong?

"Brother, one of this guy's companions is blind. Do you want to solve it together?"

Just when Li Xiuyuan was worried and questioning himself about being satisfied with the flowers, a masked man behind the middle-aged man shouted.

In an instant, he pointed his finger at the young man holding a cup of spiritual tea by the fire.

The fortune teller was stunned. Although he also wanted Li Xiuyuan to take action for him, he also had his own dignity and the pride of being a killer.

So he shook the spiritual sword in his hand, looked at the middle-aged man and shouted: "This young man is just someone I met on the road... and has nothing to do with our grudges."

The middle-aged man shook his head and replied coldly: "You know the rules of our industry."

As a result, the divine fortune teller remained silent. He didn't even remind Li Xiuyuan to be careful with the five people in front of him, because the other party had already made a choice.

Sighing, he had no choice but to point the spiritual sword in his hand at the opponent.

After thinking for a while, he asked: "So, are you planning to fight in a group? Or..."

"To deal with you, do we still need to fight in a group?"

The middle-aged man growled and took a step forward. All the strength of his body was concentrated on the spiritual sword in his hand, and the spiritual sword let out a roar and struck at the divine fortune teller.

The sword strike was too fast and did not allow the fortune teller to react, so he could only slash forward with his sword.

Seeing the fluctuations of spiritual energy on the opponent's body, it was not until today's life and death battle that the fortune teller was shocked to discover that this guy he had never cared about had surpassed him without knowing it.

A nameless anger burned in his heart. With such a proud temper, how could he let the other party slaughter him?

The light of the sword was like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring.

The middle-aged man's sword energy was like electricity, piercing the void and striking directly at the chest of the fortune teller.

His face darkened, the fortune teller took three steps back, and slashed out with the spiritual sword in his hand, "Dang, Dang, Dang!" and struck the opponent's blade.

Divine Operator's body was shaken, and he felt a bloody and violent energy coming from the opponent's spiritual sword.

The shock caused a surge of energy and blood in his chest, almost a mouthful of blood gushing out, and he could hardly control himself.

The fortune teller was shocked. He didn't expect this guy to find an evil sword. But when the two of them were fighting, he had no way out.

Even so, he did not retreat but advanced. Jianruo Youlong slashed out, ignoring the suffocation in his chest, and directly attacked the opponent with his sword.

Unexpectedly, a black sword energy rushed out from the spiritual sword that the middle-aged man slashed out, like a terrifying monster, engulfing the fortune teller.

If he is not careful, he will be swallowed by the black mist like a monster.

The shocked fortune teller couldn't help but take two steps back. He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the sword energy coming towards him, not daring to be careless in the slightest.

Unexpectedly, this terrifying sword energy turned into a black storm in front of him, like a big open mouth, covering the divine fortune teller in an instant.

Li Xiuyuan didn't move, just put down the tea cup in his hand.

He saw four masked men holding spiritual swords slowly surrounding him on the hillside, seemingly not planning to let him go.

It seems that even if I want to be a spectator, it doesn't seem possible.

The middle-aged man turned a sword energy into a black mist and shrouded the divine fortune teller for a moment. Then he flew forward, shouted loudly, and slashed his sword at the divine fortune teller shrouded in the mist.

In his opinion, the current fortune teller is a dying person. He can only wait for death to come.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

A string of sparks suddenly splashed up in the black mist, and even though he was trapped in the black mist, the divine fortune teller still slashed at the opponent's blade with one sword!

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His spiritual sword turned into a ray of cold light and slashed at the incoming spiritual sword. He understood that if he retreated at this time, everything would be lost and he might be swallowed by this black mist.

The middle-aged man was also a little confused. He slashed an undetectable sword energy, but no air flow was produced. How could the fortune teller block it with one sword?

And he still struck it accurately with his own spiritual sword.

From the time when the black mist emerged to when the middle-aged man stabbed him with his sword, the divine fortune teller had very little time to react, but he still made the right response.

The timing was perfect, and he struck the opponent's sword accurately.

Even so, the middle-aged man's spiritual sword did not stop. Instead, it continued to move forward. It charged forward against the divine fortune teller's spiritual sword, turned the slash into a stab, and stabbed towards his chest.

The speed of this sword did not pause at all. With the inertia of the previous slash, the speed was even instantaneous. It can be said that the attack strength did not weaken at all.

Seeing it, the fortune teller was splattered with blood on the spot.

...

On the other side, four murderous masked men in black had surrounded Li Xiuyuan in front of the fire.

When the coachman on the hillside saw him, he pulled his two horses and ran far away, for fear of being implicated in the sudden disaster.

Only then did he understand why the young man asked him to lead the horse to graze on the slope. It turned out that bandits were attacking.

Fortunately, neither killers nor bandits usually make things difficult for drivers.

"Blind man, what is your relationship with the fortune teller?"

"You blind man, you are walking with a fortune teller, you don't want to live anymore!"

"No, this blind man, is he the blind man who is said to be worth a lot of money and wanted by the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain!"

The four men in black, with just a few simple words and some brainstorming, instantly determined Li Xiuyuan's identity.

The fire that was originally burning on the divine operator instantly spread to him.

Li Xiuyuan still didn't say anything, just watching the actions of the four people coldly, thinking that he was still too conspicuous like this, even more conspicuous than the fortune teller. .Ь.

One of the guys didn't say a word when he saw the blind man in front of him. He turned around and shouted in excitement: "Brother, kill the fortune teller quickly. There is another big fish here."

At this moment, the middle-aged man's spiritual sword had pierced into the fortune teller's chest in an instant.

The fortune teller, who was half frightened to death, had to use the sword spirit in his hand to hit the spirit sword heavily on his chest.

Even so, there was a splash of blood on his chest, and a deep wound on his left arm that showed the bone. Only after being seriously injured did he escape from his opponent's sword.

Even so, he quickly retreated in an instant and distanced himself from his opponent.

It was the middle-aged man who heard the roar of his companion, but the sword in his hand did not stop.

It was like a ferocious beast descending, holding an evil sword capable of devouring life, and slashed at the fortune teller in an instant.

The current divine fortune teller can turn the world upside down, but he is no match for his opponent's evil sword that can destroy all things. The middle-aged man carried a strong evil spirit and stabbed him fiercely with his sword.

At the moment, the fortune teller was seriously injured in his left arm and had an arrow in his chest. There was no way he could dodge the opponent's fatal sword attack.

The middle-aged man was not in a hurry. Four companions surrounded the blind man. As long as he killed the fortune teller, the remaining blind man would not be afraid.

However, the current middle-aged man is undoubtedly much stronger than the enemies the fortune teller knew before.

It completely overwhelms his strength and is very difficult to deal with.

With the spiritual sword in his hand sweeping across, the fortune teller flew out in an instant!

At this time, the speed of the opponent's spirit sword had been reduced a lot. Under the huge pressure, the fortune teller had no choice but to decide to fight to the death with the opponent.

Even if he gets injured again, he won't hesitate.

Seeing that the fortune teller wanted to run away, the middle-aged man's speed suddenly increased and he rushed forward. And the divine fortune teller who flew out had not yet stood firm on his toes.

The enemy's spiritual sword had wrapped around him again like a poisonous snake and stabbed straight into his chest.

In the midst of lightning and stone fire, the spiritual sword in the middle-aged man's hand cut out a deep black lightning and stabbed towards the fortune teller's chest!

Its momentum is like a mountain, pressing forward horizontally.

It was a desperate move, relying on the evil spirit sword in his hand to kill the fortune teller with one strike.

"Ding!" sounded!

Between life and death, a faint sound sounded, and a stone flying from the wind knocked away the spiritual sword that had pierced the chest of the fortune teller!

Blessed by the power of water!

A stone that was almost reaching the extreme flew out from Li Xiuyuan's hand holding the flower!

He was so close that no one of the four masked men surrounding him could see clearly. In an instant, the blind man in front of him turned the stone in his hand into a life-threatening sword!

Because the sun was setting and it was getting dark.

At the same time, the divine operator who landed on the ground sank suddenly, bent his knees, and pushed hard towards the middle-aged man!

The spiritual sword in his hand thrust out at this moment. Even if there was an iron wall in front of him, it would collapse if he was stabbed by his sword.

Not to mention that his enemy's sword was smashed away at this moment.

In terms of close combat, the divine fortune teller at that time ignored almost all the killers in the snowfield, and no killer could get an advantage from him.

The series of jaw-dropping reactions in front of him gave him enough time to react.

The spiritual sword was suddenly smashed away, and the middle-aged man didn't panic at all. He immediately punched the fortune teller, using his fist as a weapon. Even if he was injured, he would seriously injure him!

"Crack!" There was a sound, mixed with the sound of cracking bones.

How could the fortune teller do as he wished? The spiritual sword in his hand pierced the enemy's fist like lightning, and his body finally landed safely on the ground.

After this sudden change, the situation of the two people changed instantly.

The fortune teller's sword almost cut off the middle-aged man's arm. The injured middle-aged man was like a meteorite and rolled over into the grass on one side.

Without stopping because of the severe pain in his arm, the middle-aged man flew backwards like a crazy ferocious beast, holding the spiritual sword.

The four men in black surrounding Li Xiuyuan on the hillside witnessed the scene before them and forgot to exclaim for a moment.

All this reversed so quickly, in just the blink of an eye, the divine fortune teller came back to life in an instant like the dying beast.

But their companion was stabbed in the left fist by a sword in an instant, and even his arm was injured.

The two people in front of them turned into blood-stained beasts, but neither of them had any intention of stopping.

Depending on the situation, whoever dares to stop attacking or defending will die under the opponent's sword.

The divine fortune teller who had succeeded now jumped back like a fish, but the injured middle-aged man held a sword in both hands and rushed towards the divine fortune teller crazily.

While roaring angrily: "I can't kill you today, I swear I won't be a human being!"

The scene at the moment was like a ferocious beast descending from the mountain, leaping into the air in an instant, holding a sword in both hands and striking down the fortune teller on the head.

The spiritual sword in his hand drew a line of black smoke in the air, carrying a thick evil aura, condensing all the power and evil power into the sword slashed in the air.

In mid-air, the middle-aged man relied on the evil sword in his hand to cut down everything that resisted him.

In the eyes of the four men in black, a black smoke suddenly appeared in the sky.

The black smoke is like a ghost, instantly entangled with the fortune teller, and the fortune teller's head can be chopped off in just a flash of lightning.

And the divine fortune teller also knew that this was the moment of his life and death.

The unavoidable fortune teller held the sword in both hands and slashed at the middle-aged man in the air with a move that set fire to the sky...